“That isn’t a bad idea, is it, father?”
“No, but do you really feel courageous enough, you two, to undertake such a journey?”
“We’ll do our best,” answered Marsovino.
“Well, then, all right. Let us return to Globicephalous, and then you will get ready to start. Beluga, I will be with you again soon. I might as well wait here with you for Marsovino and Pinocchio to return.”
After saying good-by to Beluga the young dolphin followed Tursio, who seemed in haste to get to Globicephalous.
Sitting on the dolphin’s back, Pinocchio was thinking how good he had been in offering to go with Marsovino. But he soon forgot this in another surprise. In front of him, not far away, he saw a number of animals rise out of the sea.
They rose, shook their colored wings gaily, and then fell back again into the water. No sooner had they disappeared than others came, and then again others. How beautiful they were! Red, blue, and green, and shining brightly in the sun.
“Birds in the sea! Oh, they will drown!” screamed Pinocchio.
“Oh, no, these birds will not drown. They live in the sea, my boy. They are called flying fish,” explained Tursio.